I tapped my fingers on the array of documents in my table. I propped my feet on the chair I'm sitting in. Oliver didn't comment, but I noticed him glancing a few times. It's probably because of my messy hair and disgruntled expression.
"Any problem?" He asked when he sat in front of me, knocking near my hand.
"I would like to know who's behind the casual attacks on your business. There is someone, if not a group." I stated in all seriousness.
"You don't need to bother yourself with it. We'll eventually know."
"If we do it that way, it would be too late. You might think it's purely business, but to me, it's a well-organized crime."
"You think so?"
I grunted at his question.
"Not in that sense, exactly. But it's the same method."
He just stared at me with curious eyes.
"This is my forte, not yours. Just let me do it." I stated after a while.
"Don't push yourself too hard. Take a rest." He reached out to mess my already messy head.
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Memories of Tomorrow
RomanceLee's not looking for anything extraordinary in her life. She likes the simplicity of her days at work and at home. A few friends, a tiny room, earning enough to house herself and keep her fed. Things changed when she met Oliver. A man who shows her...
